How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

were seriously fighting, but they couldn’t take their eyes off

 

each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was

 

were almost chest to chest

 

you’re at least not dissatisfied with,

 

just came out like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more

 

are you doing here, then? Hurry up and go back

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

other, right?” The man came closer, as if there

 

you don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to

 

man was twice her size, but he went

 

but wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and

 

sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the

 

yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all at the same

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

only a ghost in this dream,

 

woman smiled at

 

into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t

 

and the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman

 

***

 

eyes had me twitching, trying to blink

 

came to me was the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on like a ton of

 

am I? Who got me

 

broken fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to

 

I wanted to cry.

 

hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no words coming from my

 

him in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched. He

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

the movement taking everything out of

 

and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft

 

wasn’t really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t really matter, none of

 

in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a movie

 

stranger in my own body thinking about it

 

and hoarse as well,

 

“What…?”

 

been broken for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone

 

well, something that had revealed itself to me time and

 

adoptive parents had been with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name like

 

been

 

“Always.”

 

curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing

 

where I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t seem

 

I pressed hard on the bone of his cheek, wondering

 

a silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing

 

fully, enveloping me

 

my head in the juncture

 

why my head felt so

 

but I didn’t

 

not your fault.

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man, I

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